Life on this street
Beats its own drum
The well runs deep
Where we come from
Campfire smoke
Drifts in your eyes
Never will know
The how or the why
The road winds on
And we're right here
Could be far
Might be near
I always wanted to be
Just a part of your family
Take my hand and let's write
A new story
Mountain top calls
Above even more
The falls in between
Bleed life at its core
No daily reprieve
From life on the run
Hard to believe
Today's the same sun
I always wanted to be
Just a part of your family
Take my hand and let's write
A new story
A walk through the park
As the day grows dark
The lake runs high
Can't imagine it would ever run dry